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Chapter 460 461 Formation Eyes

Chapter 460 461. Formation Eye

Soon, they saw a clearing.

This seems to be a small courtyard with a pavilion around it. I don’t know why, but the fog is very thin here. Even if there is no Qiao Mu’s body, there is no need to worry about it being swallowed up.

"This is the first formation."

Xu Fu repeatedly confirmed that they had not entered the courtyard.

"Let me explore the way."

Qiao Mu pulled out another hair. The transformed Qiao Mu walked into the yard and disappeared in an instant.

"Well, we did reach the other side, and there is no fog there."

He closed his eyes and gained the view on the other side.

“How convenient.”

Qianyun sighed.

"I'll take the first step."

Qiao Mu said and stepped directly into the formation.

There was a burst of colorful black flashes around him, and Qiao Mu came to a similar courtyard.

Qiao Mu didn't know where he went before. He studied it and felt that he was swallowed by the mist outside the courtyard.

Qiao Mu continued to release Qiao Mu to drain the mist.

At the same time, several people appeared behind him, and a large army followed.

"How many eyes are there in this formation?"

Wushan asked Xu Fu.

The teleportation just now made him feel a little familiar, just like every time he went to a foreign land in the Chosen game.

"There should be three. After passing three formations, we can reach the center. Logically speaking, there is no fog there."

Xu Fu replied.

The surrounding soldiers seemed very tired because they had inhaled too much mist. When they heard that there were still three formations, their morale dropped a lot.

"Everyone cheer up, we will soon arrive at the real Immortal Cave."

Bei Luoxi shouted.

Qiao Mu continued to pave the road with his own body and absorb the mist. The road became winding and winding, with ponds and rockeries on both sides. However, the shapes of the rockeries were weird, as if they were imitating some kind of creature, giving people goosebumps.

Qiao Mu walked happily in front. At this time, he saw a figure passing by in front of him.

"What a coincidence, you are here too?"

Qiao Mu immediately greeted the other party, but the figure was suddenly submerged in the white mist.

"What's wrong?"

Bei Luoxi asked warily.

"It's nothing. I saw someone in front of me and I was saying hello to him."

Qiao Mu was like a child in a horror movie who said he was playing with non-existent friends and pointed to an empty corner and said he was here.

"No one was there."

Bei Luoxi said something.

He picked up the torch and waved it twice in the thinning fog ahead.

Suddenly, the torch seemed to hit something, which made Bei Luoxi raise his eyebrows, and immediately drew his sword with his other hand and moved forward.

But when the sword edge came into contact with the opponent, Bei Luoxi was shocked to realize that something was wrong with his touch.

He slowly thrust the torch forward and found a statue there.

The statue is not human, but a sheep's head.

It was a goat-like head with horns on the top of the head and black eyes. The lower body was dressed in official-like clothes. What protruded from the cuffs were not arms, but forked tentacles.

This is obviously not a creature that should exist in the real world.

Bei Luoxi noticed that these goat-headed statues seemed to be facing one direction.

He turned his head and saw that the direction was exactly where the road was extending, which gave people a chilling feeling.

What's there in that direction?

"Do you know what these are?"

Beiluoxi asked Xu Fu.

"These, according to the words left by Taoist Heming, should be his servants. During the time when Taoist Heming was still here, these were living servants, handling all matters of Luodong Mansion. After Taoist Heming ascended, those When the servants lost their power, they turned into stone. According to legend, the direction where their gazes were finally fixed was the place where Taoist Heming ascended."

Xu Fu explained.

These words were probably written in the classics that Qiao Mu often bought in the store before.

"So, following their line of sight, we can find the place where Taoist Heming ascended. Is there any immortal medicine left there?"

Hui Jiang was still frightened, feeling that the figures he had just seen did not look like these stone statues.

"This should be."

Kiriyama glanced at Qianyun. She had been silent since just now and only looked around, as if she was very tired.

From Kiriyama's point of view, Asaun shouldn't behave like this.

"What's wrong?"

He asked Qian Yun.

"I don't like the air here very much."

Qianyun replied, asking Kiriyama not to care about him.

Those soldiers were also very tired. The soldiers who were originally full of energy actually had thick dark circles under their eyes, and their cheeks were shriveled, as if they had been squeezed dry.

If it weren't for the fact that there was almost no fog in the courtyard, Wushan would have thought that they had been poisoned by inhaling too much fog.

Qiao Mu led the way, and they continued to move forward along the road.

A rough calculation showed that there might have been tens of thousands of Qiao Mu's corpses lying here.

Qiao Mu stepped over his corpse, not caring about others stepping on the face of his corpse. Along the way, the sheep-headed men could be vaguely seen in the white mist, all staring in the same direction, although they would not It moves, but it still makes people feel creepy.

[They work diligently, waiting for their master to return. He may come back tomorrow, or he may never come back! 】

In Qiao Mu's field of vision, words as red as blood lingered on the necks of the sheep-headed men.

It seems that what Xu Fu said is true.

Qiao Mu continued to send his clones to explore the way, and soon, they came to a courtyard again.

Here, Qiao Mu traveled through the weird space again and came to the new courtyard.

The fog around this courtyard is thinner, and you can see the scenery further away. The pavilions and pavilions are suspended in mid-air, giving it a feeling of a fairyland in ancient poetry.

The soldiers were even more exhausted, and many of them seemed to have difficulty even walking.

"Ah Shan, do you think there's anything wrong here?"

Qiao Mu asked Wushan, who also looked quite tired and haggard.

"I don't know, I feel like my power has been sucked away."

Kiriyama stood up with difficulty.

thump--

Someone fell directly to the ground, unable to move. The already thin fog gradually clung to his body like marching ants, seeming to devour him.

Qiao Mu saw this and tried to pull him up.

At this time, Qiao Mu discovered that this person was his good friend Huang Bian.

"Are you OK?"

Qiao Mu still really regarded the other party as his good friend, he asked hurriedly and concernedly.

Huang Bian was already unconscious, and white mist came out of his mouth.

"Don't worry, if you die, I will pinch you and we will be friends for life!"

Seeing that he had no chance of rescuing him, Qiao Mu let him go with peace of mind.

At this moment, Qiao Mu's clone seemed to notice something.

He saw that his clone also came to a spacious courtyard without fog. There were many soldiers in the courtyard, even Qiao Mu, Wushan, and Qianyun.

There is also a yellow edge here, a living yellow edge.

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